Vance sat before your throne, alongside the five individuals whose lives you had extinguished in his presence. With a smile on his face, Vance found the sight before him pleasuring.

“This is truly an enchanting moment, my Lord!” Vance exclaimed, his body seemingly electrified by their demise. “Feeling their pain as I carry their essence—it's like a surreal reverie.” Vance grinned, lost in a euphoric state.

“You've chosen to spare me till the end, my Lord,” he murmured dreamily.